After transmigrating into the body of the female supporting character's biological mother, she

Fang Wenwen made up her mind, but it was Jiang Chengzhou and Yan Yuan who suffered.

To be precise, only one person suffered: Jiang Chengzhou.

Because Fang Wenwen decided to start teaching her two children to be geniuses from today onwards.

However, geniuses cannot be taught.

Yan Yuan was serious and could barely keep up.

Chiang Cheng-chou's approach was a case of forcing growth.

Children aged seven or eight are in the stage of heteronomous moral development and are most likely to believe in authority.

The teacher, as the representative of authority, made even the usually mischievous Jiang Chengzhou dare not cause trouble during class.

Seeing that he was struggling to learn, Lin Zhilan wanted Fang Wenwen to slow down the pace.

As it turned out, Jiang Chengzhou was a very competitive guy and insisted on competing with Yan Yuan, and he managed to hold his own.

It's already December, and the temperature on the island is dropping; you even need a quilt at night.

When Lin Zhilan covered him with a blanket at night, she could still hear him reciting the multiplication table in his sleep.

Su Lang still hadn't returned the day before Linlin's birthday.

Lin Zhilan was worried about her daughter, but she didn't show it in front of her. Instead, she decided to make a big cake for her to celebrate her birthday.

If you don't have an oven, just make one at home.

In her previous life, Lin Zhilan was busy with work, and in her spare time she liked to watch videos of rural life to clear her mind.

Although my kitchen is fully equipped with an oven and stove, I still really envy Li Ziqi's homemade cat ear bread oven.

I always feel that the food baked in the videos tastes better than what I make in my own oven.

Now I'm not busy at work, I don't have a mobile phone or computer, but I have a spacious yard.

Lin Zhilan followed the videos she had watched and began building the bread oven.

The bricks and cement were purchased, the loess and gravel were picked by Li Jiang at Wang Rou's request, and the glass bottles were discarded medicine bottles from the hospital.

They painstakingly built it up for her.

I first baked bread as an experiment, and it was a great success.

The outer shell is crispy, the inside is soft and fluffy, and one bite fills your mouth with the aroma of wheat.

With such a commotion in Lin Zhilan's yard, the two neighboring families all knew she was going to celebrate Linlin's birthday.

Although they had never seen a child so spoiled in the family compound, neither Chen Hehua nor Liu Chunhua said anything.

When Lin Zhilan made the cake, she used eggs and flour, and added milk and sugar as if it were free.

Chen Hehua sighed, "No wonder the sponge cakes outside are so expensive. What part of these things isn't worth money?"

The children didn't care whether it was valuable or not; they all gathered around when they heard that Aunt Lin had made something delicious again.

It was thanks to the help of these children that Lin Zhilan didn't have to crack eggs until her hands were sore.

Whisk the egg whites with three chopsticks until they don't flow when the bowl is turned upside down. Then add lemon juice and the egg yolk mixture and stir.

The temperature for baking cakes should not be too high. After removing the firewood, Lin Zhilan waited for the temperature inside the kiln to cool down slightly before putting the cake batter in.

Once the kiln is opened, a faint milky aroma fills the air.

Mixed with the sweet aroma of baked eggs, just taking a deep breath is enough to taste the sweetness.

The sound of children slurping their saliva could be heard from the side. Lin Zhilan chuckled and made a wish for her daughter.

Health, peace, and happiness.

Live the way she wants to live, not as a comparison with someone else.

After silently repeating the instructions in her mind, Lin Zhilan began to cut the cake for everyone.

The cake wasn't big, and each person only got a small piece.

Liu Chunhua also got a piece. The cake was moist and soft, fragrant and sweet but not cloying. After swallowing it, a faint milky aroma lingered on her lips and teeth.

She couldn't bear to waste any, so she even picked up the crumbs from the side of the cake and put them in her mouth.

Looking down again, her youngest son grabbed her pants, trying to climb up to see if there was anything left in her bowl.

The bottoms of the other two large bowls were so clean, it looked like a dog had licked them clean.

Fortunately, everyone was busy eating their own food and no one noticed what was happening here, so Liu Chunhua quickly washed their bowls.

After a busy day, I finally managed to make a cake.

Lin Zhilan then realized that rural life wasn't as idyllic as it appeared in the videos.

I've decided to order from the store next time.

In the evening, after seeing the guests off.

Lin Zhilan and her two children sorted through the gifts they had received that day.

Chen Hehua made a pair of cloth shoes for both children, and Liu Chunhua knitted a sweater for them.

Wang Rou was generous; she secretly gave Linlin a jade Buddha, which startled Lin Zhilan so much that she quickly returned it, only to have it pushed back by Wang Rou.

Lin Zhilan didn't dare to take it out at this time, so she could only hide it in her spatial storage.

And then there's Fang Wenwen, who bought Linlin a whole bunch of little hair accessories, all sparkly and hard to believe she could find them.

Cheng Qingshan and Tu Jing were discharged from the hospital and returned to Beijing the day before yesterday. Today, they asked Dean Liu to send them several jars of honey, several jars of malted milk powder, as well as some canned fruit and candy.

Regardless of the reason, Linlin has unknowingly changed her original fate and received a great deal of kindness.

Lin Zhilan kissed her daughter on the top of her head. She wasn't some minor supporting character; she was the little sun of the family.

Late at night, a sudden gust of wind blew outside, rattling the windows.

Lin Zhilan tucked the blanket around her daughter and went to the window. She saw that the flowerpots on the balcony had been blown over by the strong wind, and the vegetable seedlings in the yard downstairs were blown about and lying flat on the ground.

The strong wind was like a terrifying monster, howling incessantly outside.

Lin Zhilan quickly went downstairs to wake Jiang Chengzhou and told him to go upstairs to sleep.

It started raining heavily outside, adding another layer of chill to the already gloomy night.

The faint sound of a man shouting could be heard outside.

Jiang Chengzhou rubbed his eyes. "It looks like Uncle Ma and Uncle Li."

Lin Zhilan told him to go upstairs, then opened the door, held up an umbrella, and walked to the courtyard gate.

Sure enough, it was Ma Daniu and Li Jiang outside.

"Dr. Lin, a typhoon is approaching, and there's a high chance of flooding tonight. Remember to move you and the children upstairs, and it would be best to bring your food and drinks up as well. Don't worry, the military is here, everything will be alright."

While giving them instructions, they led the soldiers to carry sandbags and block up her front door.

"Thank you," Lin Zhilan said, having always lived inland and never experienced such extreme weather. She couldn't help but feel worried and anxiously asked, "Commander Ma, if a typhoon hits, will Su Lang be in danger on the ship?"

Li Jiang paused in his steps as he walked out, pretending not to hear, and led his soldiers to the next house.

Ma Daniu was a bit rougher, but he wouldn't say anything unpleasant at this time. "Dr. Lin, no matter what happens to anyone else, Su Lang will be fine. You can rest assured."

The soldiers blocked the doorway with sandbags and then hurried to the next house in the rain.

Lin Zhilan closed the doors and windows, but she was still uneasy.

According to the plot of the book, Su Lang should be fine this time.

But her appearance has changed many things; the flapping of a butterfly's wings can lead to vastly different outcomes.

She can no longer rely on the plot of the book to predict the course of the world.

Lin Zhilan pulled her clothes tighter, feeling a chill run through her body.

"Auntie—"